Catch of the Day

It's Fall. The weather has been beautiful lately- rainy, breezy, cool. Standing by the open kitchen window is very refreshing when the wind picks up. Nichole discovered she didn't have to go outside to play with her pinwheel in the wind.

Am I cute, or what?

From time to time in my life (and I'm sure others experience this as well), I have moments where the only way I can explain myself is that-
I'm cute.
I'm not talking about cute in a vain, narcissistic, "how great I am" way. I'm talking about cute in a sheepish, silly, "oh deary me" kind of way.
I recollect quite a few years ago looking up at the stars one night and thinking, "Gee. I remember the stars being much brighter." Then I realized I wasn't wearing my glasses. They were much brighter once I put my glasses on. That was cute.
Tonight I had another experience. I came out of the grocery store and went to my car to put the groceries in it. Just as I was turning the key in the trunk to open it, I noticed through the window that there was a light on the dashboard. Oh, no. Had I left a door open? Then I realized (since I was wearing my glasses), it was the light to let me know the trunk was open. How appropriate as I had just then opened the trunk.
What can I say? I'm cute.

How My Weekend Went

The weekend started out pretty good. Friday morning, the kitchen was pretty clean. Dishes done. I was doing laundry. The kids helped me bake bread. I was wearing an apron that my mom made for me. There's something about wearing an apron that makes me feel suitably domestic. I even remember noting the time and mentioning to Jeremy that we had already accomplished so much by 10am.

Friday afternoon, I started feeling kind of icky. I didn't know if I needed to eat something or if I was sick to my stomach. Jeremy had felt that way Thursday. He finally threw up and felt much better. He was feeling well enough to stay home with the kids while I went to a class I've been taking Thursday nights. O.K. So maybe it was the same thing, and it wouldn't be so bad.

Friday evening after throwing up several times, I realized I needed Jeremy to stay home from work because I wasn't going to be leaving the bathroom anytime soon. So, wonderful husband that he is, he stayed home, made dinner for the kids, helped them make monkey bread for dessert, played with them, got them all ready for bed, got them to bed. In between all this he would come to the bathroom to check on me, refill water for me so I would have something to throw up. He even brought a rug from the hall to put my pillow and towel on so I wouldn't be lying on the bare bathroom floor.

I don't want to go into too many details about how awful I felt. I'll just let you know I ended up staying in the bathroom for 11 hours. That's right. 11 hours. After getting the kids to bed, Jeremy got a book and plunked himself down in the hall to be available if I needed anything. He slept there. At about 3 something in the morning after I had finally gotten some sleep (not just dozing) on the floor, I woke up realizing that I wasn't going to throw up right away. Phew. I took a few minutes, got up, woke Jeremy up in the hall, and crawled into our bed with him. Then a few minutes later I got up and went back to the bathroom to throw up. But... I was able to walk all the way back to our bedroom again. That's what I call progress.

I think my favorite part of the whole ordeal was looking up from time to time while throwing up and seeing my compassionate little boy standing in the bathroom doorway, laughing at me.

So, the rest of the weekend was spent recovering. Saturday morning our ward was having a Primary Activity for the children to bring their families to the Mount Timpanogos Temple grounds and walk around and experience the good feelings you can have at the temple and get their pictures taken there. I obviously didn't feel up to going, so Jeremy took the kids while I stayed home and watched Star Trek II, the Wrath of Khan. After my 11 hours spent in the bathroom, Jeremy and I were both feeling pretty awake (at 3-4 in the morning), so we decided to put the movie on in the living room. I was too distracted with achiness to sleep and Jeremy had gotten up to help me and so was awake and felt like staying awake. I watched the first few minutes while lying on the couch, then fell asleep. I guess it was just the distraction I needed. So, I finished it while Jeremy and the kids were gone that morning.

Wow, this is getting to be a long post. The End.

Catch of the Day- Making Pancakes

Such a good helper

The KAT's Meow

Jr. wanted to help with the dishes so I told him to go get all the bowls and bring them to me. A little bit later he came in carrying something purple and round. Apparently I needed to put all the balls in the dishwasher.

How to Make Cookies with Marshmallows

One marshmallow for the cookies. One marshmallow for me.

Repeat.

Talk Like A Pirate Day

September 19 was Talk Like a Pirate Day. To celebrate, we played the game Monkey Island most of the day. We're fans. We continued our celebrations this morning. My husband rearranged the furniture in the living room to make a pirate ship. Nichole was very happy to see it when she woke up. She's been into the Monkey Island and pirate thing lately. Here are a few of my favorite quotes we've heard around here recently.

Nichole: I'm Elephant Princess Darby.
Daddy: Hello, Elephant Princess Darby.
Nichole: I'm a pirate.

and when her brother was bothering her while she was trying to steer the ship (with the unicycle wheel)-
Nichole: You're going to break my beautiful little boat. Get off.

After church we all got in on the pirate fun and had a battle. Jeremy built a balloon cannon around a fan so when the kids stuck a balloon cannonball in the cannon, the air would shoot it out.
Later we battled with balloon swords. After beating the adults and chasing them off their ship, the kid pirates took their balloon shovels to dig up buried treasure (a balloon treasure chest).

Spontaneous fun. We weren't planning on doing so much with pirates today. The furniture ship was a good idea and it was wonderful for us all to get in on the fun and see where it led.